Reborn as the favorite of the cold-faced general

"Brother Duan, where are you?"

"Brother Duan, don't hide, come out and accompany us!"

The fragrance in the house is lingering, and Ye Huaiyun can also smell the strong fragrance of powder on the roof, which is a bit pungent and makes people want to sneeze, but what makes the blood boil even more is the scene in the room.

Ye Huaiyun turned her head away, buried her head in the crescent of Chu Tingyun's neck and sniffed the elegant rotundum on his body, and took a deep breath in the cool autumn wind before she settled down and looked down again.

In the not-so-spacious one-bedroom bedroom, there were four women, all of whom wore gauze garments as thin as cicada's wings over their stomach pockets, outlining the pure white Shengxue complexion and slim and graceful figure at a glance.

Among them was another woman who was blindfolded by a red veil, fumbled around the room, and kept calling "Brother Duan" coquettishly with her red lips.The voice they heard just now was made by this woman.

This is similar to a game of hide-and-seek. Ye Huaiyun was a little confused, so he lowered his voice and asked Chu Tingyun: "What are they doing?"

Chu Tingyun turned his head to look at him under the moonlight, "Your Highness didn't feel anything?"

Ye Huaiyun didn't know why, "How should I feel?"

"For example..." Chu Tingyun said in a breathy voice, "Your skin is hot, you're distracted?"

Ye Huaiyun watched the soft and clear brilliance slanting across the end of his amorous peach blossom eyes, and the galaxies were finely dotted in the deep pupils, as if he suddenly understood the meaning of Chu Tingyun's words.

"No." He answered calmly, and after finishing speaking, he turned his gaze away from Chu Tingyun's face to the room again.

Sure enough, as Ye Huaiyun guessed, after the blindfolded girl found the same disheveled Duan Ye in the closet, she hooked her fingers around his waistband as if anxiously, and led him to the bed.

And Duan Ye was smiling all the time, while walking towards the bed, he didn't forget to wrap his arms around the shoulders of the other three beauties, and finally fell together between the curtains.The sound of breathing is rapid, the sound of laughter is rapid, and it is upside down.

Ye Huaiyun: "..."

Why on earth did he listen to the same lewd voice in the same scene for two consecutive nights.

Ye Huaiyun put the tile back on the original place where it was lifted, took Chu Tingyun's hand and prepared to leave.

The two turned down the roof, Chu Tingyun was still relentless, and asked, "You really don't feel it?"

"No." Ye Huaiyun quickened his pace, how many times did he have to say it.

"Huaiyun, wait a minute." Chu Tingyun wanted Ye Huaiyun to slow down, "Listen carefully."

"..." He didn't want to hear it.Ye Huaiyun's steps became faster and faster, like the wind blowing from the soles of his feet.

Seeing that he didn't listen to him, Chu Tingyun had no choice but to pull him into his arms and hug him, and sighed in Ye Huaiyun's ear, "Why are you so disobedient?" He also felt that Ye Huaiyun wanted to Breaking away from her own confinement, Chu Tingyun tightened her arms a little, "Don't move, don't worry about Duan Ye's room, listen to the grass over there."

Ye Huaiyun was tightly held in his arms, and Chu Tingyun's regular breathing was heard clearly, and... not far away, there was a faint cry for help, which could vaguely be heard as a woman's voice.

He nodded at Chu Tingyun's temples, and the man immediately let go of him knowingly, then took Ye Huaiyun's hand, and walked towards the grass together.

There is no candlelight lighting around, and the tall shrubs are mottled and dark shadows reflected on the ground by the moonlight, burying the things in the grass.

The two of them walked towards the depths of the bushes following the gradually subdued breathing. Suddenly, Ye Huaiyun's robe was grabbed by two hands from behind, causing him to tremble unconsciously.

"Help... help me..."

The two stopped immediately, and Ye Huaiyun squatted down to carefully inspect the person who kept calling for help.

He could feel the trembling of the woman's hand holding his robe, and the sticky but cold blood rubbing against the skin with the woman's weak trembling, the situation was really bad.

"I'll take her back to the room first." Ye Huaiyun said, "You send someone to invite the doctor."

With that said, Ye Huaiyun picked up the woman by the waist and hurried to the room.

"...Thank you, thank you son...cough cough..." On the way, the woman wanted to thank him, but the voice she tried to make was so hoarse, like a traveler who hadn't touched water for a few days in the desert, it was almost impossible to make out the words .

After returning to the room and putting her on the soft couch, Ye Huaiyun poured out a medicine from a small porcelain bottle and wanted to feed her.The woman struggled to open a slit of her lips, but in the next second, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and vomited all on Ye Huaiyun's dark night suit.

He looked down again, and saw that the woman's limbs were hanging down weakly, and she had already died.

It happened that Chu Tingyun opened the door and came in, Ye Huaiyun looked up at him, exhausted, "It's late."

People are gone.

Chu Tingyun closed his eyes briefly as a sign of mourning, and then walked to the edge of the collapse to check the woman's death.

Under the light of the candlelight, there was a deep strangle mark on the woman's neck, which was still oozing blood. It was the same as the dead man found yesterday morning, so it could be seen that it was done by the same killer.

And they have been watching Duan Ye's every move on the roof just now, there is absolutely no possibility for Duan Ye to go out, let alone do such an outrageous thing.

Could it be...they were wrong in their suspicion?The "female ghost" in Ding's family is not Duan Ye, but someone else?

Ye Huaiyun was contemplating, when Chu Tingyun suddenly asked, "Do you smell anything?"

"Smell?" Ye Huaiyun took two deep sniffs, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he asked uncertainly, "Smell of powder?"

He just smelled the rich aroma on the roof of Duan Ye for too long, which caused him to regard this smell as a habit, so he was completely unaware of the strong smell of makeup on this woman's body.

"Yes." Chu Tingyun nodded and gave him an affirmative answer, and said: "And I just checked, and there is no paint on her body, so this smell comes from someone else."

And this other person has a high probability of being the murderer.

Chu Tingyun turned the woman's head slightly sideways, allowing Ye Huaiyun to see the wound more clearly, and continued: "Look at the strangle marks on her front neck again, it's not perpendicular to the skin, but... downward."

Ye Huaiyun pulled down the woman's collar, and sure enough...

But what kind of person wraps a thin rope around his neck, and when he exerts force, the strangle marks will tilt downward.

"The murderer is shorter than the deceased?!" Ye Huaiyun suddenly had an epiphany, the extremely short person with the fragrance of makeup must be a woman.

Chu Tingyun gave an "um", so it couldn't be Duan Ye.

Their plan for tonight was wrong from the very beginning. If they didn't monitor Duan Ye, they might be able to catch the murderer.

"Go and call Steward Ding." Ye Huaiyun stretched out his hand to close the woman's eyes, "After all, we are only guests who unveiled the list to treat Ding Jishui, and there is a dead body in the room all the time, which will inevitably cause trouble. Doubtful."

Madam Ding regarded the group of them as honored guests, so waking up the housekeeper in the middle of the night did not cause dissatisfaction.

While washing his hands with warm water, Chu Tingyun asked, "Did you find out about the maid who died yesterday?"

The butler ordered the woman's body to be carried out, and shook his head, "Madam went out this morning to a temple outside the city to pray, and it will take two days before she can return to the house for interrogation."

Temples outside the city... Ye Huaiyun asked subconsciously: "Qiuzi Temple?"

The butler looked suspicious, and looked at him a little strangely, "The Qiuzi Temple is not bad, but the Taoist priest is interested in that?"

Chu Tingyun also followed the butler's rhetorical question and turned to look at him.

"..." Ye Huaiyun was speechless for a moment, and his face flushed a little.He just heard the old doctor in the pharmacy mention it yesterday, and he had some impressions.

There was silence in the room for a moment, Ye Huaiyun felt Chu Tingyun's eyes burning on her face, as if a fire was burning in her eyes, she hurriedly sent the housekeeper away, changed into the soiled night clothes, and prepared to rest and sleep.

Chu Tingyun sat by the bed, took off his boots for him, and said amusedly: "He was just making a joke casually, how could he be so ashamed?"

Ye Huaiyun: "..." He can't be blamed for this, it's because of what happened in Duan Ye's room that made his nerves extremely sensitive.

Chu Tingyun also took off his clothes and lay down in the brocade quilt, resting his chin on his shoulder, Sang Yin smiled lightly: "You still say you don't feel it?"

Through the thin shirt, the skin on Ye Huaiyun's shoulders felt itchy for a while, and with the blood flow, it spread to all the limbs, and he couldn't help turning his head to avoid it, "I just feel strange."

"Oh?" Chu Tingyun's arms tightened, and he grabbed the person who wanted to hide again, and asked, "What's so strange?"

"Take this Mrs. Ding as an example..." Ye Huaiyun moved his shoulders, took a deep breath and said, "It's normal for Ding Jishui to ask for a child when he is bedridden. Being begged by her, can you still hide the affair?"

He had suspected it just now, and asking the word Qiuzimiao was just a confirmation, but this person kept joking, so he didn't say it now.But at this moment, Chu Tingyun was still moving beside him while listening to his rigorous analysis.

"Stop rubbing!" Ye Huaiyun finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned over to hold down Chu Tingyun's restless body.

Chu Tingyun looked straight into his eyes, very innocently, "You clearly said you didn't..."

"Shut up." Ye Huaiyun leaned over suddenly, lowered his head and blocked all his words between his lips and teeth.

In the next second, as his lips rubbed against each other, Ye Huaiyun felt that Chu Tingyun's breathing was gradually becoming chaotic, and suddenly let go of his hands that were holding him, and lay down on the inner side of the bed as if nothing had happened, closing his eyes and saying calmly: "It's very late. Yes, sleep."

Chu Tingyun: "... Your Highness is not going to be responsible for me?"

Ye Huaiyun looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand anything, and said in an innocent tone, "Gu is just proving to you that he didn't have feelings, why should he be responsible?"

Chu Tingyun: "..."

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot?

It's called!

Ye Huaiyun was lying sideways facing the wall, hearing the rustling sound of Chu Tingyun lifting the quilt behind him, and the gurgling sound of cold water pouring into the cup, he sipped and laughed.

The autumn wind brings coolness and a good night's sleep.

[The author has something to say: It's a bit embarrassing to say it, but... I'm a very timid person.Then when I was writing this chapter, I was afraid of writing myself several times, my back felt cold, and I cried www]